Slaves:
CommentA pat on the back Democracy at it's finest Proud to be free King of the hill In a despicable and predatory society Free? A slave to your desires Your envy Your ambition Or a pointed lack of The insatiable greed Holed inside your self-made ivory-tower Rabid In your rabid pursuit of a fleeting "Power" Free? A slave to the almighty Money tree A slave to your forked tongues And ingrained treachery Rabid In your pursuit of a fleeting "Glory" Free? Some have it all Some have so little Yet their chains are forged from the same Polluted metal Rusting the pot Rusting the kettle The fabulous wealth and abject poverty Disguises and flaunts Your long-simmering dread and misery Rabid In your pursuit of that shifty Fleetest and unreachable ghost called happy Free? Reaching for something you will never have Twisting your own bull whips Digging your own soon to be filled graves Slaver and hapless slaves The ironic victims Of the same scabrous brand of cosmic slavery It's a cycle of destruction Recycled resurrection There is only one permanent and violent solution Freedom Pending
Slaves - Copyright © 2007 Ahkenaton
